An Attempt To Forgive




I am working on my stability, and I am working on my growth.

God, grant me the serenity to remain lit and still loafe…

I will always stand there, 

and pace back, eyes to the floor

You may forget about me for a moment,

but my golden locks can always break open the door,

I throw rocks at those windows, 

the ones with the blinds always closed,

You keep your activites private,

In your room, I hope most of your guests stay clothed.